The Wistful Dinner

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2026-08-19 20:56:33 -

The rain in the city of Saint Jude did not fall so much as it hung, a cold, suspended membrane of water that turned the cobblestones into mirrors for the shattered glass of the old cathedral. Elara stood at the threshold of the ruined nave, her cloak heavy with the damp, her breath a small white ghost that vanished too quickly into the gray air. She was not here for prayer, nor for the quiet...

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